“She is the one who wanted the estate,” he pleaded.

“I never wanted to hurt you.”

I looked at his face, searching for any trace of the man I had married.

I saw only a frightened stranger trying to save himself.

“You stood there,” I said, my voice quiet and steady.

“You watched me burn.”

“I was terrified of her!” Ethan cried out, his hands shaking.

“She is a monster, Natalie. You know what she is like.”

“You helped her forge my signature on the property transfer,” I said.

“You tried to steal my mother’s trust.”

“I can help you get it back,” Ethan said quickly, leaning over the table.

“I’ll sign whatever you want. I’ll admit the transfer was a forgery.”

“I’ll tell the judge everything.”

“We can void the transfer today,” Miller added, looking at Vance.

“If the prosecution agrees to drop the felony conspiracy and wire fraud charges down to a single misdemeanor count of accessory after the fact.”

“With probation,” Ethan added, his eyes pleading.

“No jail time, Natalie. Please.”

I looked at Vance.

Vance remained silent, letting me make the decision.